It all started... When his eyes opened up.
Which was strange since Franz was sure that he was blown apart with a 9th tier spell that he sacrificed himself to so his battalion could escape during the war.
But here he is back in his bed. He checked the calendar he remembers being by his bedside. The year is currently 771. Nearly a decade ago from where he remembers dying in a war.
He quickly looked around and saw his younger hands, his younger body under the covers, he is back in his large bed with his closet full of dressing clothes, his personal training padded armor. Hos actual sparring leather armor. And his current only metal piece of knights armor he earned at 16 a curiass.
He thumps his head back into his pillow and realizes that yes... He is indeed in the past. And his future life flashes before his eyes.
Remembering his life... It feels... Weird to be back in his families mansion again. And sad given what he went through, and who he had become.
And being only 16 again.
He gets out of bed noticing his thin but athletic body. He is the son of a count family and he has trained from age 12 to become a knight.
His father was trained from that age as well. He had... HAS two sisters.
Still reminding himself that he is somehow in the past. But that wouldn't stop him.
"If I am in the past for real. And this isn't some lasting vision of regret the gods granted me at my death... I'll do my best to live up to my second chance and become as strong as I can. To become a true knight." Franz declared.
He activates his status magic that was taught by his families magicians and knights and sees his abilities.
Franz Bronzewing
Rank: Junior Knight (Exp 11/100)
Str: 18
Agi: 19
End: 21
Mag: 5
Spirit: 9
Skills: Unawakened
Franz gets up after going over his stats. "Looks like I have yet to go through my awakening ceremony. And based on the date... It's today! I've got a get to breakfast and prepare for-"
A rush of knocking hits his door as he hears the voice of his 13 year old little sister yell out, "Brother!!! Father and Mother say to come to breakfast!"
Franks yells out, "Okay Marta! I'll be there soon!"
The knocking continues as the voices of a pair of maids are heard, "Young lady that is our job! And it is not proper for you to be running around barefoot again! At least wear your flat heel shoes!"
"Yes young miss! We know you are harder than us but please! We don't need you injuring your feet running around like so!"
He heard his sister groan from the other side of the door as she yells out a long drawn out, "UGH! Fiiiiine~ get me my flat ceremony shoes then! We've got a head to the church for brothers skill awakening ceremony!"
A resounding "Yes young lady!" Is heard as his sister reminds him again for breakfast and runs off.
With a chuckle Franz changes into a nice yes simple white shirt, blue button up dress shirt, and some fine slacks with black short boots for today. He grabs his usual iron sword and the hatchet his mother made for him.
He goes to the mirror and grins at the stubble already growing on his chin and up to his side burns.
He also chuckles at the maids declaration to their hardiness. After all their mother is a half dwarf from their grandmas bloodline. And she is an accomplished smith.
She makes the weapons and armor for their family with her team of dedicated smiths. His father fell for her after repairing his armor and sword to better than peak condition and he proposed on the spot.
She hit him with her hammer in her embarrassment and according to the tale, their grandmother's laughter.
His father kept after their mother and eventually they happily married.
Now his family has three children and his mother has been teaching them all the secrets of the trade of blacksmithing. His oldest sister Rinne was the one who awakened a blacksmithing skill equal to their mother's, and a sword skill like their father. However as a girl she is unable to to become head of the household.
She is happy to take over the blacksmithing business though. And apparently more than happy to help supply her brother and father with their best gear as she hones her craft.
Franz shaves his stubble and heads to breakfast.
The servants bow or salute him depending on if they are servants or guards. And enters the dining room.
The head butler is currently helping his little sister Marta with her shoes as she pouts at having to put them on. Especially since she seems to have been outside already given how he is helping her wash her feet of some dirt and dust.
He looks at his father and mother and smiles at seeing them happy and healthy. He barely saw them during the war and couldn't get the chance to say goodbye to any of his family before being sent out. But he would spend this time with them well to make up for it.
But for now?
Breakfast to eat.